Nai commits a blondeness?? Surely not!!

Oh dear... It is late... Here I sit at my computer, dressed in party clothes, still cringing terribly from the faux pas that I have just commited. JT and I have just been to a party in possibly one of the largest houses in Cheltenham. The basement (where the party was held,) was easily 3-4x the size of our flat. It was a great fun party with loads of games, which was a refreshing change from the norm. I got chatting to the owner of the house and he was asking what I did. After quickly establishing that he was some kind of scientist and didn't particularly hold the creative world with high regard in terms of earning a living or 'doing real work', I decided that rather than argue my case, I would talk about JT's IT skills as surely this was a credible career prospect.

He asked me if JT had considered applying for that lovely organisation in Cheltenham that should remain nameless unless you want to be terminated. I replied that he had once been offered a job there, but that the security checks had taken so long that he'd been forced to take another job. He tried to persuade me that he should still consider applying, but I protested that once you are in there, there is probably not much facility for promotion and little flexibility (and a few other derrogatory comments, trying to remember what JT had said but actually making it up) before he turned round and said "no, well no it isn't bad at all, I mean, I'm the deputy director actually..." !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! At this point I wished that my pink shoes weren't as pink as my cheeks and that they could actually be red and sparkly so I could perform the Dorothy/Wizard of Oz trick. If only I could tap my heels together 3 times and be able to transport myself home!

Instead I just managed to mumble "er... Oh how....interesting!" when he came out with the classic "I used to be part of recruitment actually" which further added to my torment. There I was in the mansion of the deputy director/do-nut project operations manager saying that an IT job at his place was not worth applying for (like I have the authority to say so!!! This is what happens when a blonde is belittled, we try to make some really knowledgable assertions and it all ends in tears!) and I had to be at the party a further few hours. He topped it all when, after a shocking performance of run around table tennis he sat down beside me and said sensitively (NOT!!) "So you're not really a table tennis player then?" What did he think??? No, thanks, I hadn't noticed by the mere fact that I was the first person out - I needed to be reminded!! Grrrr.... I felt like the stupidest being in existence.

Ah well, another day, another hair colour. Maybe I'll be a brunette tommorrow...?

Night night xxx